Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Colombia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Cameo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Axelrod,
Erasure,
Althea and Donna,
Hasil Adkins,
The Trojans,
The Moleskins,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eve St. Jones,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Stooges,
The Skatalites,
Al Stewart,
The Last Poets,
Blossom Toes,
Adolescents,
Dave Gahan,
Barrington Levy,
The Standells,
Dual Sessions,
H. Thieme,
John Holt,
Crooked Eye,
Suburban Knight,
Crispian St. Peters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
D'Angelo,
John Lydon,
Section 25,
Nils Olav,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Johnny Osbourne,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sugar Minott,
Altered Images,
The Young Rascals,
Anthony Braxton,
Nation of Ulysses,
Flamin' Groovies,
Donny Hathaway,
La Düsseldorf,
Cecil Taylor,
Sandy B,
the Fania All-Stars,
Electric Prunes,
The Shadows of Knight,
Technova,
B.T. Express,
Minutemen,
Aloha Tigers,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Tears for Fears,
Jerry's Kids,
Faust,
Ponytail,
Camberwell Now,
Gastr Del Sol,
Monolake,
Public Enemy,
Essential Logic,
Marc Almond,
The Flesh Eaters,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.